A certain little person who was heartbroken and crying just now turned into a small bomb in the next second, catching whoever blew up, only asking the people who eat melons to express their feelings of being deceived.

Hades are also super annoyed by the surrounding people, but the ghost market can't do it, even if she is Hades, under the oath of the law, she must abide by it.

This will see a certain little ghost taunt the big move, and one move will kill everyone in seconds, and a sense of pride will suddenly arise in my heart.

But in the next second, her face changed, was the Split Soul influencing her? Or was she assimilating the Split Soul?

It's just that before she could communicate with the figure of Zhihai, she heard an unlikable little ghost say, "Auntie, why do you have a familiar aura on you?"

What the hell is Auntie?

Hearing this title, even the figure in the Sea of Immortal Consciousness trembled, how did her little baby grow up?

How can this kind of temperament be more extreme than peace?

And the title of "auntie" doesn't pay much attention to her, she is an old monster who doesn't know how many thousands of years she has lived, and a "aunt" is simply pediatric.

And she felt that things were getting more and more interesting, this little ghost said "familiar breath"?

If there is really a familiar atmosphere for her, it can only be the bold "Book of Death".

"You're not a mortal, aren't you?" sighed to the figure in the sea of rare nights,

The resentful clothes on her body are a third-grade immortal weapon, even if it is an earth-level immortal, it is impossible to see through her appearance, remember her taste, and track her breath.

The figure, or rather, the soul of Lady Lan sat down in the sea of consciousness of the Immortal Venerable, and at this time, she was surrounded by a copy of the Book of Death.

The light on the "Sutra of Death" became more and more abundant, and the figure condensed by Mrs. Lan's soul became clearer and clearer, until a face that was exactly the same as that of the Immortal Venerable appeared, as if before her death.

"She's your child too!"

Hearing this, the Immortal Venerable Night did not say anything, and in the next second, she handed over the control of her body to Mrs. Lan, "All kinds of things in the previous life, such as Chaolu, you can say goodbye to her!"

Things were getting more and more interesting, but she didn't have time to bother with them.

"The waters of the River Styx are getting more and more presumptuous......"

After the night was finished, the spirit lay on its back in its own sea of consciousness, looking at its body from the perspective of "God".

And Mrs. Lan, who passively accepted the body of the Immortal Venerable, was stunned for a while, and this came out, like a dream.

The change between Yu Ye and Mrs. Lan was just a few breaths in the outside world, and she didn't even notice Nuan Nuan.

Or maybe Nuan Nuan still noticed it, she finally didn't feel like a man's back, but she didn't think about it.

Nuan Nuan was still thinking about what that vague familiarity was, but in the next second, she was teleported out of the encirclement of the "human" group.

Her little hand was pulled by a cold and piercing hand, and for some reason, the chill made Nuan Nuan feel like crying again.

Really, starting to cry today?

"Auntie, where are you going to take me?"

Hearing her daughter's words, Mrs. Lan stopped, because she didn't know where to take her daughter, and even teleportation was the first time she used it, but fortunately, she didn't lose face in front of her daughter when she saw that she used it too much in the dark night.

"This little soul power of yours is not enough to support your body for a long time, there is not much time, if you have anything to say, hurry up!"

Yu Ye felt Mrs. Lan's confusion and fear, and reminded a little helplessly.

If it weren't for the terrible merit of this soul, she didn't want to fuse her at all, stupidity would be contagious.

Mrs. Lan listened to Yu Ye's words, and had ten thousand words in her heart that she wanted to say to her daughter, and opened her mouth, but she couldn't say a single one.

What to say?

She never participated in her daughter's life, she laughed for the first time, cried for the first time, spoke for the first time, walked for the first time...... All the firsts, the umpteenth times, did not have her presence.

Yu Ye has been defeated by the woman who is still drilling at this critical moment, she rarely has a kind heart, she actually has the leisure to think about Lao Shizi for the first time......

It's long gone the first time, okay?

"If it weren't for the traction of the main soul on the split soul, I would definitely suspect that you were not the wrong split soul. You gave birth to her, you are her mother, and the causal line between you is not broken yet. ”

In fact, Yu Ye admires this soul splitter, mother, she was suppressed and fused by her little by little, and she can survive for six years, which can be called the "strongest nail household" among her three thousand souls.

The most peculiar thing that makes people jealous is that she gave birth to a daughter who doesn't know where she came from, and she got a lot of merit, not to mention that she can increase her merit every year when she dies.

The main soul and the split soul, they were originally a "person", and the night could know Mrs. Lan's thoughts, and Mrs. Lan could naturally feel the thoughts of the night.

At this moment, feeling the depression of the night, Mrs. Lan finally couldn't help but smile.

Yes, although she has never participated in Nuan Nuan's growth, her daughter has not forgotten her.

Every day of her sacrifice is the time when she is the most awake, and it is also the most depressed time in the night.

Thinking of this, she thought, since she was leaving, let's leave a little gift for her daughter.

Although she was reluctant to leave, Yu Ye was right, they were running out of time.

Nuan Nuan looked at this aunt who was obviously in a daze, and felt that she was really getting more and more familiar, it stands to reason that she was born and never forget, and people who have seen her can remember it at a glance.

But because of this pesky black cloak, she seems to be missing something!

"Seeing each other is fate, I'm leaving, this is for you. Little girl, in this world, there will always be more good people, believe in love, learn to love, and wish you a happy growth!"

Nuan Nuan looked at the aunt who stuffed two storage rings into her hands, and said that she believed in love and learned to love, and she was a little confused.

The Holy Mother of the White Lotus Sect is so powerful?

The earth can't hold you, so you're preaching in another world?

After giving the storage bag, Mrs. Lan was afraid that she couldn't help crying, and she disappeared with a teleportation.

And Nuan Nuan looked at these two storage rings that were worth a lot of money at a glance, and felt that she had to find a place to be quiet, what kind of routine is this?

Nuan Nuan walked like a wandering spirit, occasionally looked up, and saw a two-story small building, with a plaque made of fiery red mulberry jade with three ink characters written in spirit patterns.

Where did she seem to have heard it!

By the way, Gu Qianguan said, Tang Yu also said, "Death costs money......

While Nuan Nuan thought of the Drama Pavilion, she finally remembered why she felt that the breath on that aunt's body was familiar.

The breath was the breath of the special "Sutra of the Past Life" that she wrote by herself.

Because the materials used are all precious heavenly and earthly treasures, coupled with the traction of spiritual patterns, in fact, when the "Sutra of Passing Away" was written, it was already an acquired merit magic weapon.

Because it came from the hand of Nuan Nuan, even if it has been sent to Hades, the familiar meaning is still there.

Sent to Hades?

Nuan Nuan "rubbed" and looked back at the unknown darkness, "Mother?"